It’s nights like this I wish I had never met you.
I thought I snipped every little sting
that tied me to you.
I collected all those pictures,
all those slides repeating,
repeating,
silent, dull tableaux in my mind
I put them away.
I swear I was okay
when you told me we were turning around
we hardly knew what we were doing
where we were going
how could i have possibly thought
you were for me?
You?
Its this god-damned song.
reminding me of late mornings
rolling out of bed
trying to subdue the my staggering body
weighted by the events of the night before.
I woke up in your arms,
Drifting in and out of consciousness.
And now all I want to do
is go back to sleep.
its your stupid laugh.
and your absent smile.
everything i found endearing about you
i’ve quickly learned to hate.
It was coincidence.
not fate.
and now?
you’re gone.
It’s just me.
trying to forget you.
who never seemed to think of me in the first place.
